When Lu Beichen opened the door and entered the room, Ji Niandong was sitting in a chair by the bed, blow-drying her hair.
She tilted her head so that all her hair fell to one side, cascading down like a black waterfall, making her already fair skin seem almost translucent.
A dark pink silk camisole nightgown clung to her body, revealing a hint of her delicate collarbone and half of a soft curve, leaving no doubt about her graceful silhouette. The nightgown reached her thighs, and her smooth, slender legs dangled casually off the ground...
Lu Beichen seemed to recall the sensation of those legs wrapped around his waist!
He strode over, quietly taking the hairdryer from her hands, gently blow-drying her hair.
Ji Niandong loved this feeling; his actions were always gentle, as if she were a treasured gem he cherished deeply, filling her with a sense of happiness!
Even with her eyes closed, she could feel his fingertips running through her hair, making her feel light and airy!
